Nova
Clever as the devil
The caring gesture barely fazed her, coming so naturally between them. It was why she wasn't surprised when he'd agreed to help. After all, there was no other appropriate response amongst siblings.
She giggled at his own display of magic, enjoying the way it added to the ~vibes~ of the fortune telling tent. How could they not believe the fortunes she spun in such a magical environment? In her mind, nothing could possibly go wrong, bright with thoughts of exciting possibilities.
Nova shrugged her shoulders as if that part of the plan didn't concern her, but still made an effort, face scrunching as the wheels turned. "Hmmm... could you use your shadow magic to spell out words in the crystal ball?" It didn't seem too far fetched to the impressive reaches of her mind, yet she gave a less exciting option just to be safe. "Or you could hide in the corner behind them with a board." Although having to write out the thoughts didn't seem as fantastical to her, slightly clashing with the whimsy of her vision for the scheme; however, she would leave it to her capable brother to figure out.
Her job was to sit pretty and spin a web of mystical lies about desirable futures. It couldn't be that hard, right? Nova gave Vesper a confident smile, clasping her hands before her as she prepared to call the first victim customer into the tent once he was ready.
She giggled at his own display of magic, enjoying the way it added to the ~vibes~ of the fortune telling tent. How could they not believe the fortunes she spun in such a magical environment? In her mind, nothing could possibly go wrong, bright with thoughts of exciting possibilities.
Nova shrugged her shoulders as if that part of the plan didn't concern her, but still made an effort, face scrunching as the wheels turned. "Hmmm... could you use your shadow magic to spell out words in the crystal ball?" It didn't seem too far fetched to the impressive reaches of her mind, yet she gave a less exciting option just to be safe. "Or you could hide in the corner behind them with a board." Although having to write out the thoughts didn't seem as fantastical to her, slightly clashing with the whimsy of her vision for the scheme; however, she would leave it to her capable brother to figure out.
Her job was to sit pretty and spin a web of mystical lies about desirable futures. It couldn't be that hard, right? Nova gave Vesper a confident smile, clasping her hands before her as she prepared to call the first victim customer into the tent once he was ready.
and twice as pretty
